The dinner started early and ended at the top of the month.

    Tang Hao lay in bed with a little drunkenness, far away from the noise at the banquet. At this time, he became more and more clear about his goal.

    A few days ago, Tang Hao thought of the green sword he hadn''t seen last time.

    "Extract the green sword."

    With Tang Hao''s thought moving, the rainbow flash, and an ancient sword appeared in Tang Hao''s hand.

    Slowly pull out the long sword. The cold light flickers and makes a low sound. Tang Hao holds the sword target in his hand and a familiar breath walks all over his body. The sword is like a part of his body.

    Since ancient times, the Dao in the hands of soldiers has been a standard weapon. If you get weapons, it belongs to a inferior weapon.

    Some warriors or generals will more or less create weapons that meet their own conditions according to themselves, just like Cheng Yaojin''s double axes. These are medium weapons.

    But there is a kind of weapon, which is forged from the most precious natural materials. It cuts iron like mud, blows hair and breaks hair.

    For example, Tang Hao''s Yanyue sword and gentian gun were not only made by famous masters, but also drank countless blood on the battlefield, adding a bit of hostility and spirituality to the sword. This low sound seemed to feel the master''s mind.

    Suddenly, Tang Hao seemed to have returned to the world of the Three Kingdoms.

    A towering figure stood at the head of the three armed forces, the green edge in his hand was seen, and the "Cao" banner behind him sounded.

    "Kill"

    With a finger of Qingchen, the gongs and drums were noisy behind him, and thousands of troops roared together, sweeping towards Yuan Jiajun like a mountain collapse.

    Shocked by this endless killing intention, Tang Hao couldn''t calm down for a long time.

    Thinking back to reality, Tang Hao stared at the sharp blade in his hand, his cold head beating like a poisonous snake spitting out a letter.

    "Brush"

    Wield the long sword and cut it in the air.

    The case in front of me is like tofu. It''s easy to be cut in two.

    Sure enough, it is a powerful weapon!

    Tang Hao stroked the sword in his hand with joy.

    "Where did you come from?"

    Li Wanqing quietly appeared at the door of the wing room and stared at the green sword in Tang Hao''s hand.

    He raised his head to meet the questioning eyes. Tang Hao was a little surprised. Just now he was too invested in the sword, but he didn''t even notice Li Wanqing entering the house.

    Tang Hao instantly calmed down, slowly put away his green sword and asked.

    "Why did you come in without saying hello?"

    "This is my home. What else do I need to say hello?"

    When Li Wanqing finished, she felt that the words were a little stiff, so she explained to make her tone look softer.

    "I... I saw a flash of fire in your room. I''m afraid you fell asleep reading and the candle burned the book."

    "Oh, why do you suddenly care about me? It makes me very uncomfortable."

    Tang Hao catches the topic and wants to hide Qingchen''s origin from Li Wanqing.

    Although these items come from the right way, it is really troublesome to explain.

    "Don''t think about it. I''m just afraid the house will be burned."

    Li Wanqing was unable to lose face and denied the word "care".

    However, as soon as she spoke, Li Wanqing felt some regret. After all, just an hour ago, she poured wine for Tang Hao at the family banquet

    "I said, don''t we have an appointment and don''t interfere in each other''s lives."

    Tang Hao moved out Li Wanqing''s words to prevaricate her, and then said.

    "You see, I''m fine here."

    The implication is to let Li Wanqing leave the wing room.

    Li Wanqing snorted, a trace of anger rising in her heart.

    If it had been before, she would have slammed the door, but this time she held back.

    "I Li Wanqing do what I say. If I don''t interfere, I won''t. It''s just that you haven''t explained to me the origin of your sword. If someone asks, I have to explain it to others. Otherwise, outsiders will say that a couple don''t even know these things."

    Seeing that Li Wanqing kept up with the problem, Tang Hao said casually.

    "This is sent to me by an old fellow in our village."

    Tang Hao made up an explanation temporarily, but the fictional character sounded a little more real than the hermit he made up when he wanted Li Jing to explain.

    Seeing Tang Hao''s words, Li Wanqing couldn''t ask again.

    Just this explanation, Li Wanqing will never believe it.

    How could he de get so many people to give him a piece of cloth? First, the hermit gave it to him, and then the old man in the blacksmith''s shop gave it to him, and the things he gave him were not ordinary.

    Is Tang Hao deliberately hiding his identity?

    Poor disciple, adoptive father and adoptive mother are all ordinary farmers. Where does it seem that they have spare money to buy Pen, ink, paper and inkstone?

    Where did you find the expert? The professor''s martial arts skills?

    With regard to his current accomplishments in civil and military affairs, not to mention a peasant family, even a rich family can hardly do it for a while.

    The more you think about Li Wanqing, the more you think about Tang Hao.

    Although she was puzzled, Li Wanqing nodded faintly and withdrew.

    On the way back to the wedding room, Li Wanqing was full of doubts and muttered to herself.

    "Didn''t my father find out his life experience?"

    "Or is his family actually not poor?"

    After sending Li Wanqing away, Tang Hao put down his heart slightly, put away his green sword and said.

    "It seems that we have to keep it a little secret in the future."

    Put away his thoughts, Tang Hao opened the reincarnation policy in his mind.

    A huge shadow came into view.

    Great doctor Hua Tuo!